STARTING (OVER)

Introducing the English Section of ‘Opera Prima’ Blog.

This is a Container.

A formula for collecting ‘fragments of a lover’s discourse’, to bind ‘em under a British alignment.   

As with all tr-anslation operations, once again we’re going to witness a loud tr-eason, and as all betrayals this, couldn’t be more exciting.

(But) There’s more. The very boundaries of meaning are about to be pushed forward and spread over the limitless mind flow, rewriting the matrix of the author primal scream and original context.

Going back to the source is like connecting with the intentional essence – which is probably an unheard pure sound – pursuing the Sacred Core (while core is an Italian/Roman slang for heart).

It could be easily referred to as the grounding first stone of the the thoughts construct, the cornerstone, the ‘piece of mind’ and, at same time, the symbol that summarize the phrasal splinters as a whole;

one piece to build them all. A Master_Piece.

Is going to be beautiful to hold on to it.

Now it’s like, starting over. From nothing, better saying from nothingness.

How did we get here? Through the space between, were the light comes, eroding the contents.

Its grace re-defines actually what is left, or precisely what always was, before;

by touching its surfaces, is granting a 3D ID to the object, we marvel at our multiform obelisk.

Building up, making up, new post-distopic interventions on significance.

As Babel is rising and languages are melting (pot), we’ll place, from time to time, another brick in the wall.